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Heaven Help Us, and I Mean itPosted Friday, July 1, 2011, at 2:44 PM
This is the worst I've seen things in the good old US of A. Manners and boundaries have gone out the window, and people have no decorum anymore.
Let's take fashion. When I was growing up, women wore white gloves for social occasions and even when riding the el train downtown, and men wore fedora hats. I wasn't too perturbed when that went by the wayside, though it was a neat and polished look.
Then came jeans, sneakers and flip-flips, which were fine even normal even if some people looked like they trimmed their toenails with a pair of gardening shears. But things have gone so far down that it isn't unusual to see people showing up in public in their pajamas. (I know that Hugh Hefner wears them all the time, but that's different. It's part of how he gets all those girls, that and all his loot.) I am talking about people who have so little respect for themselves and others that they go shopping in slippers and flannel pajamas. I saw one in the cereal aisle of Albertson's the other day and nearly flipped. And don't get me started on the butt crack and thong phenomenon. If I wanted to see that, I would have studied medicine and done cololoscopies for a living.
Another bee in my bonnet is free speech. Some free speech is fine, but using it to swear at officials and public servants is too much. I don't like certain people, either, but I would never use my free speech to swear and heckle, humiliate and embarrass. I just give them the cold shoulder and act rude.
And don't get me started on today's kids who know that they can disrespect their teachers and disrupt not only their own education but that of others. Many phone calls home are met with threats of a lawsuit, blame against the teachers for not knowing how to handle their little dumplings, or in rare cases, parents admitting that they are at a loss as well. Oftentimes the district will take the path of least resistance and side with the parents, though it has backfired.
The national drop out rate is at around 25%, though it is 40% for blacks and Hispanics. Because even a knucklehead knows that he doesn't have to value hard work or the discipline that it takes to sit in a chair for fifty minutes, open a book and learn something. I can hardly blame them. Their families and society have given them permission to whoop it up, that and the free speech that rap music and many of their movies provide.
So many grow up thinking that they can become rap stars and basketball players, which leaves a huge gap in the work force for jobs in science and technology because most of them have been hanging out and smoking whatever they can lay their hands on while dreaming their dreams.
These are some of the bugaboos that are turning this once great nation into a giant third world country. I have some other gripes, too, but I will try and think of them before the next holiday. But try and have a Happy Fourth anyway!
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